Why is that?
Mary-Jane shrugged. “Call it simple curiosity.” She changed the subject. “Hey, whatever happened to finding a new place? Thanksgiving is just around the corner, you know.”
“I’m working on it,” I grumbled.
The news played in the other room, catching our attention. “The local realtor was found clasping his eyes with bloodied hands, stumbling around the streets just outside his home late last night. Authorities have no idea who attacked the man, as he has refused to cooperate with officials, claiming he never saw them. He is currently residing at an undisclosed hospital under round the clock medical care. This attack is only one of many that have occurred over the last couple months following the brutal murder of a local man named Carter Harris.”
My stomach dropped as I stepped into the living room and stared at the photo on the TV screen. It was the same creepy realtor I had just seen yesterday. And before I knew it, Carter’s photo had popped up, and I felt sick to my stomach.
What did you do, Haze?
“Indi.” Mary-Jane looked at me. “You don’t think?—”
I shook my head. “No. There’s no way. There’s no way! Haze is gone! He couldn’t have done that!” I was trying not to panic.
She sighed. “You’re right. Why would he hurt someone like that? I mean, an innocent realtor?”
He is anything but innocent.
“Who would do such a thing?” Mary-Jane asked. “The world is so sick.” I looked back towards my room, realizing I had left my burner phone on the bed. “Indi?” I looked back at her. “What’re you looking at?”
My head snapped back around. “Nothing! I just saw Kush, that’s all.” I forced a fake smile. “Excuse me.” I quickly rushed to my room, leaving Mary-Jane in the living room as I shut the door behind me. The phone lit up. I quickly snatched it and read the message.
You’re welcome.
“Damnit, Haze,” I whispered.
I sent a text back.You didn’t have to hurt him.
He responded immediately.Yes, I did.
HAZE
A smirk branched across my face as I stared down at my phone. “I sure fucking did,” I whispered to myself. My eyes raised as I looked back at her through her windows, watching as she moved around her room. I raised the vape to my mouth and inhaled deeply. There was something about her messy hair and flushed complexion in the morning that I always admired. Fuck, I missed mornings with her. At least I could still steal a few glances from afar, stalking her every day since I left.
I exhaled a large cloud of smoke. My phone vibrated, and I looked down to see a text from her.
What happened to lying low and being careful? You could’ve been caught.
I laughed softly to myself as I typed.
Worth it. Besides, I was careful. Andhe should’ve kept his fucking eyes to himself.
I looked up and watched as she held her phone and read my reply. And I noticed a sneaky little smile. It made my dick jolt with excitement.
I typed a new text out.
Try not to look too excited.
I added a smiling devil emoji at the end.
Indi shot her head up and looked around the room and out her window, searching for me. But I tucked away in the perfect hiding spot where she couldn’t find me.
I sent one last text before stuffing my phone into my leather jacket.
Get dressed and meet me downstairs.
I put my helmet back on and shoved my hands into a pair of motorcycle gloves before zipping my jacket up to my neck. The dark gear was useful and kept me completely hidden in plain sight. I walked over to my sport-touring bike and waited for her to walk out of the apartment. I wasn’t sure what excited me more—seeing her, or the surprise I was about to show her.
